Although I see you with blurry eyes,
Your picture is of a bedazzling golden glee,
Yawning an exhausted goodbye for the day,
Yet, comforting an aberrant will in solitude,
No, not in solitude, but in your escort,
I am humble yet overjoyed,
For you calm me like none other,
A protagonist hidden against the sunrays,
Bringing musical tunes with you,
Rocking me gently to its beats,
With the music fading away,
I hide you deep into unknown,
For I know you will humor me again,
Safe and mine,
Till we meet again.